Teach Him a Lesson
You hear that guys?
Calvin Klein's gonna make the big sea dance on Saturday!
Well, we wouldn't be caught dead, at a thing like that, are we guys?
No! Yes!
There's somethin' about that punk that I don't trust
He's dangerous
There's somethin' that don't add up
A rhythmic tick, and a hockey stick
There's somethin' about that guy
Since he appeared, it's really weird (yeah)
There's somethin' that's all messed up
It don't make sense how he's drеssed up
I'm gonna find him
And when I do (and when you do)
I'm gonna rеmind him
Of what a man can't do
I'm gonna teach him a lesson
That he'll always forget (never forget)
Teach him for messin' with
A man he won't regret (man he will regret)
Yes, I'm the man he won't regret (will regret)
Teach him a lesson
That I haven't learnt yet
Teach him for messin' with
A man he will forget (man he won't)
Yes, I'm the man
(You're the man)
I'm the man
(You're the man)
I'm the man!
(He'll be destroyed!)
There's somethin' about that boy
It's heads, he wins
And tails, I lose
There's somethin' that I'll (he'll) destroy
I'll pay his dues!
I'll shine his shoes!
Saturday night!
Calvin Klein's gonna make the big sea dance on Saturday!
Well, we wouldn't be caught dead, at a thing like that, are we guys?
No! Yes!
There's somethin' about that punk that I don't trust
He's dangerous
There's somethin' that don't add up
A rhythmic tick, and a hockey stick
There's somethin' about that guy
Since he appeared, it's really weird (yeah)
There's somethin' that's all messed up
It don't make sense how he's drеssed up
I'm gonna find him
And when I do (and when you do)
I'm gonna rеmind him
Of what a man can't do
I'm gonna teach him a lesson
That he'll always forget (never forget)
Teach him for messin' with
A man he won't regret (man he will regret)
Yes, I'm the man he won't regret (will regret)
Teach him a lesson
That I haven't learnt yet
Teach him for messin' with
A man he will forget (man he won't)
Yes, I'm the man
(You're the man)
I'm the man
(You're the man)
I'm the man!
(He'll be destroyed!)
There's somethin' about that boy
It's heads, he wins
And tails, I lose
There's somethin' that I'll (he'll) destroy
I'll pay his dues!
I'll shine his shoes!
Saturday night!
Credits
Writer(s): Glen Ballard, Alan Anthony Silvestri
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